I am killingly tired. Today began with no sleep because our neighbors are remodeling their kitchen and someone owns a bandsaw and tomorrow is going to begin with an early-morning dentist's appointment. Ordinary levels of tooth and jaw pain feel unmanageable already and I can't imagine they'll improve with my braces tightened.
On the other hand, this evening we went to dinner with my mother at Taipei Gourmet and ate an extraordinary amount of soup dumplings and twice-cooked pork; it required lots of careful chewing and I regret nothing. Currently available from TCM is an apparent horror movie called Night Tide (1963) whose teaser summary reads "A sailor falls for a young girl who believes she's a mermaid," so I believe I know what I am watching next, thank you. At least after Gaslight (1940), the British original directed by Thorold Dickinson. I've wanted to see that ever since I knew the 1944 film with Ingrid Bergman was a remake.
But first I am going to sleep. Or at least lie down. It has to be better than staying upright.
On the other hand, this evening we went to dinner with my mother at Taipei Gourmet and ate an extraordinary amount of soup dumplings and twice-cooked pork; it required lots of careful chewing and I regret nothing. Currently available from TCM is an apparent horror movie called Night Tide (1963) whose teaser summary reads "A sailor falls for a young girl who believes she's a mermaid," so I believe I know what I am watching next, thank you. At least after Gaslight (1940), the British original directed by Thorold Dickinson. I've wanted to see that ever since I knew the 1944 film with Ingrid Bergman was a remake.
But first I am going to sleep. Or at least lie down. It has to be better than staying upright.